Loving my best friend's sister

Loving my best friend's sister
Toughest Day



Arriving at the hospital, Marsya was immediately handled by a nurse and taken to the delivery room.


"Just go, take care of your father Brand's funeral. Let's keep brother here, Bella will be here too."


"But.."


"Don't worry Brand, Marsya will be fine. Believe me brother, Marsya also must understand why you did not accompany her labor." Obviously Lita, she knew there was a concern in her sister's gaze.


On the other hand she had to immediately bury her father, but now her wife was also about to give birth. Both are important in his life, but now both are experiencing difficulties. One of them goes on for his entire life, and the other one is fighting for his new life.


Brandon seemed to think, he was fondling the words of his sister-in-law.


"I'll drop Aca, brother, if there's anything, call me immediately."


"Give it to brother, be careful on the way. Do not continue to grieve for loss yes, you must be patient, sincere." Said Lita while patting her sister's shoulder gently.


"Sir, thank you always there. I'll go first, Marsya's mom I tell her to come here." Brandon left Lita at the hospital.


At home, everyone was busy preparing a funeral for Mr. Roberts, according to his will he wanted to be buried in the country of his birth.


Brandon came with his disheveled face, he was worried about his wife in the hospital, but he also did not want to miss his last service as a child.


...


At exactly 5 p.m., everyone left for the public cemetery near Brandon's estate.


There is also where Farhan rests long.


"Brandon, are you down?" Raka asked, because his usual child would go down to the burrow when his parents died.


"Of course, brother too." Raka nodded her head, she folded her cloth pants up to her knees, as did Haris. Before her Haris had taken a bath, hitchhiking at Raka's house.


When his papa's body began in the dirt pile, there was a cry Brandon broke again, he could not see it.


Raka, who knew Brandon was crying again, immediately approached and hugged him.


"Cry, if it calms you down Brand." Hearing that, the more broken Brandon's cry became.


"You must be strong, must be stoic, sincere, accept the reality with Brand's chest. You must remember your father's last words."


Hearing that, Brandon raised his head. Raka smiled and wiped away her sister's tears, she shook her head hinting for Brandon not to cry anymore.


"Don't keep crying over your father Brand's departure, he'll be sad if you can't accept his departure." Haris said, he stroked the soft shoulder of the man he already regarded as his younger brother, just like Raka.


"Is that true bang?"


"Of course, Lita and I have also experienced it, even when we were very young Brand. It made us have to get used to being independent without their presence, but we were able to live it with the air, accept the reality, make peace with the circumstances. Maybe that's what you should do now, Brand."


"Be strong, your wife and children need you. You know your wife is struggling, right? Then how will you strengthen it if you are also this weak?"


"All right, thank you very much." Brandon said, he smiled his wry smile.


The funeral is over, Brandon, Raka, Haris, Danu and Jo are still there. They sprinkled roses on the wet, mountainous ground with wooden navels.


"Pa, sleep in peace. Papa doesn't feel pain anymore, does he? I'll do papa's request at the last moment, I'll be a good husband and father to Papa's son-in-law and grandson."


"Papa happy right? Marsya's at home right now, she's fighting a life bet to give birth to papa's granddaughter. Too bad papa didn't get to see it, should his papa still here and play with his papa granddaughter later."


"Papa and we are different in the world now, may papa get the best place on his side, papa the good guy must get the best too." Brandon said, no more tears dripping from his eyes, he had fully let go of his father.


...


The loud cellphone sound coming from Raka's suit pocket.


My Lovely Wife - A


"Hallo, why baby?"


"Mas, is the funeral over?" Asked Lita across there, her voice sounded worried.


"Dear, just now. What's up?"


"Come to the hospital, Marsya needs her husband now."


"Has she not given birth?" Ask Raka again.


"*Here, her baby girl is beautiful and healthy. It's just..."


"I can't explain it on the phone, so come quickly*." Lita. His voice was shaking like holding back a cry.


"Yes we're there now."


Clik..


Raka turned off her phone connection unilaterally, she immediately invited the men to go to the hospital.


....


The five men arrived at the hospital and immediately met Lita and Bella who were sitting, both of them lowered their heads with their hands clinging to each other like strengthening each other.


"How is my wife?" Brandon asked, the man had not even changed his clothes that were filled with the scarlet earth of the cemetery.


Lita and Bella reflexively looked up at her head, they looked at each other for a moment, like determining who would answer Brandon's question.


Lita sighed her heavy, her taste was very heavy for her to explain, but Brandon was her husband and she deserved to know the state of her husband.


"You must be strong, like God is giving you a very hard ordeal today."


"What does brother mean?" Brandon asked with his curious face.


"Marsya had heavy bleeding shortly after giving birth, and it caused her to lose a lot of blood. Someone's already donated blood for her, but it seems too late and now Marsya's in a coma."


Brandon pecked after hearing his brother's explanation, he collapsed on the floor with tears rushing down from both of his eyes.


"Brand, you know this is very heavy. But your baby needs his father now, you need to be strong. Arise." Said Lita trying to strengthen, even though she was actually also unable to.


"Marsa.." Brandon murmured softly in between his roaring cries.


A second later the man lay unconscious, his patience completely tested today. Last afternoon he had just lost his papa figure, and now he was tested again with his comatose wife. What was his mistake that God gave such a hard ordeal to him today?


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Patience bang, Marsya will definitely wake up kok😭😭